Tonight, looking out the window dancing snow, holding the memories you give, through the hazy snowflakes, I can always see the snow staged in the memory of a scene of chance encounters.
Let the wind blow by, fluctuating once the only attachment, full of lingering, burning thoughts. Tonight, another snow day, stayed by the window, listening to the snow dance in the sky whispering, let the melancholy time, disturbed my dreams, let me think of you. Listening to the wind singing, watching the snow lightly dancing, face cold, can not tell whether it is snowflakes or tear drops. Stained with lingering handwriting, rolled with flying ink, solidified fall full of a place of lovesickness, writing lingering love letters, moist sentiment.
Do a line of acacia, add a little light sadness, a little bit of acacia, more immersed in light sadness, light sadness, a trace of light sadness, more stained with acacia, with a piece of snowflakes, I am here for you.
Thanks to that fate, let me have thoughts to miss, have grace to feel. You are my cocoon into a butterfly nirvana, is the legend of my life. Love is a stirring sentiment, love is a long time to wait, just because of the purity of thoughts, miss will also appear extraordinarily charming, love will also be interpreted as a long time.
With you in the days and nights, I read the vicissitudes of life, but also read the happiness of the world, the flow of love in the eyes, the eyebrows jumped between the feelings, as well as our true and unrepentant expectations. Even if they are separated by thousands of miles, they will be missed forever. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this, and I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this, and I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this.
Take all the deep feelings and string them into blessings; send all the thoughts to the clouds; and take all the heartfelt words to the wind! Blessings are like the wind, like the rain, and like the snow. Like the wind, swinging through the landscape all contain love; like the rain, scattered on the earth are love; like the snow, showering the world all into the joy.
Tonight you're not there, I seem to have something missing in my heart, and when loneliness comes, it's as if I don't have myself. A kind of lovesickness, two idle sorrows, suddenly hanging in my eyes and eyebrows, thoughts of you, began to spread in the music, can not restrain its temptation. You said, my sadness and my beauty, the wind and clouds follow each other, towards the leap, the achievement of your life, interpretation of the flavor of Acacia. Thousands of turns, a few steps wandering, things change. I still can't forget, that dream scenery. And that delayed to look back drunken tenderness, acacia a few times. No matter whose evolution you are, or whose traction, hastily came to me in this world, without a trace of the angle belonging to me.
Channel red dust, I have to gently fall beside you, tell you, I dream of the love of my life, sheepish thoughts remain, I hope that in the next life of the road, people about after dusk, without complaint, for you to plant Acacia red beans, and you hold hands, do your life's favorite person.
I don't know if you are far away, whether you are also like me, with the busy shallow light smile, passing the warmth of the flame. I do not know far away from you, whether relying on my thoughts, in this cold winter night, stirring up a boiling hot, swaying heavy happiness.
I also don't know whether you feel the beauty of the snowflakes falling on your hand tonight, whether it has kissed your face, and if it has, it must be my longing to stop the attachment, searching for a home that belongs to it. In a trance, the melodious melody stained with my temperature, flowing through the snowflakes, flowing through the beautiful night sky, with red dust flakes, flowing through the heart of the infinite feelings, straight to my heart. Look at the sky fluttering petals, gently sprinkled a gentle dream. The long white snow, fluttering with the wind, the dream also trailing with the wind, filled with the helplessness of tonight's blossoms and flowers, rewrite the hope of the sunset, wash the vicissitudes of spring, summer, fall and winter.
Tonight, such as poetry quiet, such as yarn hazy, sleepless night, but the heartbeat accompanied by space, any time in a hurry. Take out that purple flower umbrella walk to the snow, see the snow sleeping a rose petals, red face is very good. The flower is easy to thank, the memory is unforgettable, love is like smoke, the edge is like the wind, the thought is like a poem! Tears drop petals, moaning. My tears hurt the petals? Or do flowers also cry?
Lowly singing, tears condensed injury, peach blossom fall, funeral flowers sadness, a few drifting a few injuries, running water and clouds under the lamp pen, who will be the past into a line of poetry? I want you, at this moment I wish I was this sky flying snowflakes, can float to your window, such as poetry in general romantic long stay in your eyes.
Tonight, the snowflakes are blooming white, as when you are by my side. Listening to the sound of snowflakes falling, if anything, a gust of wind blew, snowflakes filled the sky. Pick a piece of the most beautiful snowflake, turn into a fluttering butterfly, send my thoughts to you.
Let this piece of white snowflakes, accompanied by this song Mo Lost Mo Forgotten, printed in this cold night, trying to describe the binding of this season. That piece of white snowflake ah, is my white pure heart, please use your body temperature will melt my true feelings, this is my gift to you in winter.
Standing in the center of the wind and snow, just want to send you a piece of white snowflakes, this piece of writing full of my emotions, from my hands to reach your heart, is a piece of warmth, is a piece of oath, is the snow dance of love. Pouring out a kind of appreciation of snowflakes, only need the coziness of the mind, you can create warm imagery. Often like to sway in the text to fantasize about your romance, even let me forget the season, only remember to play in the years stayed.
I put the sky of love, bloom in this night, for you. Let the dark of the night, with the light romantic snowflakes piggyback on my lingering thoughts of you, and full of reverie, so that a ground of red petals covered with your constant infatuation.
You said, when the snow falls, you will be moved, because you know that I put thoughts and blessings in the snowflakes; you said, do not want to make me unhappy, so you just gazed at me quietly in that distant location; you said, you lightly call my name, you will be in tears as if it carries a full of sadness; you said, when you think of me, the heart will be soft pain, as if in the softest of the heart touching the injury; you said, the deepest part of the heart, collects my heart, the deepest part of the heart. The deepest part of the heart, the collection of my thoughts, in addition to me, no one can touch; you said, you are in a distant place such as I want to think of you as much as you want to think of me, you also said
I said, love you, but I will not go to break your life, will not be in the responsibility and morality of the ethics of letting you wander confused, will not put the burden of love added to your life. I will only use my own way to love you, to relieve you of all kinds of concerns, with my sincere heart to let you realize that, in fact, my love is very simple, simple and transparent nothing to need, therefore, I am firmly in the waiting, so that the splendor of each moment stays in the memory of a lifetime.
You said, if you are well, I will be at peace. I said, I know, you are in, so I am also in, I will love myself, love my eyes, it is you gave me a second sunshine, so that I once again see the beauty of the blossom, I will listen to your words, live in peace, quiet vigil, silent expectation. I will smile in the sunshine, gazing, your figure; I will be happy in the mist, watching, your thoughts; I will warmly welcome the breeze, nostalgia, you give lovingly; I will be intoxicated in the night, looking forward to, looking forward to you into my dream
Snowy night time quietly diffuse, I am here quietly waiting, because I know that you have sensed that you, will surely come!
This love is not the love of the wind and flowers, this love is not a rose to express the mood, it permeates the rain lotus lotus elegant light flavor. Tonight, let your thoughts fly, although you can not borrow the snowflakes, although you can not consummate the heart, that a faint miss, will also exude a different kind of beautiful, more like a poem in general, romantic and warm, I will be entangled in the heart of love planted in the heart of the field, quietly waiting, patiently waiting, carefully to cultivate, perhaps, the snowflakes will not only open this season!
Thinking of you tonight, love, is a warm beauty, poetry, general elegance, light fragrance. Tonight, my heart, intoxicated by you.
I am in between the lines, in the lingering heart of the spirit, playing strands of tenderness, lightly falling on your arm, become the most crystalline drop in the corner of your eye.
Tonight, dancing with the snow, snow dancing love, thoughts like poetry